Understandable

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‘So, You’re a Poet’

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Words

Orpheus Bluejay

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My shadow has no calories, so I peel it off the front porch and pour it in my coffee cup. You say it can’t be...

in the places between (unsettled correspondences of a relentless personal nature)

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and sometimes all i got, seth is a lengthy corridor filled with the sounds and the shufflings of shoes and sober interludes on a long train ride going...

Rosa

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A rose projects its beauty in so many shapes and colors.  The aroma of elegance brings a soothing comfort to the soul like the first...

If I could fight

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Dear diary, I felt a new emotion after weeks on end of nothing but fatigue; it was hatred for the human race It's been getting worse after coming so...

All Forms Will Have an End

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991 homes were burned into oblivion On Thursday, December 30th, 2021. The fire did not discriminate. If the houses were beautifully kept Or cluttered and in...

The Gift Inside

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Surprisingly dominant the hard world — flags and batons, limos and air-conditioners, mounted mooseheads, bullets. Our soft bodyshells must conform or be shed. Yet the totems within our heads are not lampposts without lamps. Nothing the...

Navajo Peak (a poem in two voices)

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In the winter of 1948 a plane crashed in the Indian Peaks west of Boulder, Colorado. It took three days to recover the three...

My life as a ditch

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I am a ditch. I live in the ground. When the water flows through me it washes along my sides with a familiar tingling that I...

Landmarks

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Editor’s note: Former CU Boulder assistant professor Khadijah Queen read this original poem at the March 25 Fairview High School vigil for the victims...